The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a fine, persistent mist that clung to the shoulders of the travelers and soaked into the bones of the city, a dampness that seemed to originate not from the sky but from the earth itself, rising up through the cracks in the pavement to seep into the soles of their shoes and the lining of their coats, creating a pervasive chill that no amount...

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